I’ve recently arrived home from four amazing days at the She Speaks Conference in Charlotte, North Carolina. Four days full of new people, great teaching, music, worship, hugs. I feel so blessed that I was able to attend. If you ever have a chance, take it!
The conference is put on by Proverbs 31 Ministries founded by Lysa TerKeurst. Proverbs 31 offers bible studies, christian education, devotions, training and so much more. Check them out if you don’t already know them.
This was my first time at She Speaks and I cannot wait to go again next year. There’s a lot to take in, digest, mull over, hear at a conference like this.
Here are a few of my highlights from the She Speaks conference:
~ I spent two days telling people that I had gotten sober and God was now leading me into recovery work. Those things are true. I thought anyway.
I was singing my little heart out at our opening session Friday morning when God set me straight. He said, “Susanne, YOU did not get yourself sober. I DELIVERED you out of your addiction.”
I stopped singing and sat down. God was right. Well, obviously He was right, but He was really right. I tried and tried and couldn’t do it on my own. I knew He called me to quit and I ignored Him. So He brought me to my knees and that started the process out of the darkness.
The next two days I did not tell anyone that I had gotten sober. I told my new friends that God delivered me from my addiction and was calling me into recovery work.
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As it should be.
~ A woman I didn’t know came up to me and told me I was anointed in the Holy Spirit and I would do big things in His name. She laid hands on me and prayed. Gave me goosebumps then and still does. I’m very grateful God has so much confidence in me!
~ After years of worshiping with the Frozen Chosen, I discovered a new love for singing with raised hands and eyes closed. Being surrounded by hundreds of sisters in Christ made me think this is what Heaven will be like. God’s people praising Him with song and love. So beautiful.
~ Not everyone is familiar with shrimp and grits. It was served on the buffet line one meal and I witnessed several people staring at it in confusion. I didn’t convince anyone to give it a try. Oh, well. More for me!
~ Spending four days at a conference in a walking boot is not that fun.
~ The Waffle House by the hotel is shiny and new and unlike any Waffle House I’ve ever been in. No drunk people and it didn’t smell like pee. (Sorry, Waffle House, I love you but I’m keeping it real!) I breakfasted there with two sweet ladies from Hawaii who left convinced that Hawaii needs a Waffle House where you can get custom-made omelets (I’ve never been offered this before at any Waffle House) and have scattered, smothered & covered hashbrowns.
~ God calls His people through a lot of suffering in order to do His work. So many of these amazing women have been battered, bruised and broken. But there they stood, telling their story to me and ready to take on whatever God is calling them to do. Wow!
~ Almost every speaker reminded me of the same thing: It’s not about me. It doesn’t matter how many book deals I get, how many followers I have, how many people I touch if I’m doing everything for the glory of God. The words I speak and the words I write come from Him. I need to do everything for His glory and not mine.
~ When the power goes out late at night in your hotel room, stay in bed and go back to sleep. It’s probably not a terrorist attack and you will still be able to breathe. Yes, the room may get a little hot and the room may feel a little creepy, but you should just go back to sleep. No need to call your husband and ask for advice. No need to stay awake and then sleep through your first session. No need to get up and check all the switches, leave them on accidentally and then be jarred awake at 5 am when the power suddenly comes back on and the whole room is ablaze in light. Either a car hit a transformer and knocked out power to a third of the city or a snake crawled in the transformer and did the same thing. I heard both stories the next day. All I know is that NONE of us had power overnight and I take comfort in knowing I wasn’t the only one who thought it was a terrorist attack.
I came away from this conference with a full heart, new friends, and a renewed purpose. I can’t wait until next year!